Boom Boom!

The devil's shells are still firing at the Dongzhuang position.

However, after being knocked out of his "eye" by Nie Xiaotian, the devil's shell hit point was not so accurate. Rather, the coordinates are constantly adjusted, and the carpet bombing is generally carried out by shelling.

Nie Xiaotmall was in the wartime headquarters, looking at the shells that the little devil missed from time to time, and muttered: "Arrogant, then arrogant, see how long you can be fucking arrogant!" ”

It didn't take long for me to see that the little devil's shells were getting fewer and fewer.

Seeing it in his eyes, the corners of Nie Xiaotian's mouth lifted and he sneered. Because he knew that this was a signal that the devils were going to launch a new attack. After lighting a cigarette, Nie Xiaotian had already picked up a sniper rifle.

"Monk, go and tell Sister Wang that they are ready, the little devil should come up again!"

"Yes, Battalion Commander!" The monk got the order and went immediately.

When Monk Yang came to the forward position, Wang Damei was shouting, organizing the soldiers to strengthen the trenches, count the ammunition, and get ready. As soon as she heard this, Sister Wang patted her chest and said, "Monk, go and tell the battalion commander that the little devil will beat his mother ten more times, and the old men can also beat them back!" ”

"Yes, monk, tell the battalion commander that the people are in the position, and the death position is still fucking there!" Wu Daniu said a cruel word.

"Ugh." Monk Yang nodded and wanted to leave.

But at this moment, Monk Yang was suddenly stunned, his eyes looked straight into the distance, and he saw that at the end of the wide land, the little devils and the puppet army were like ants, gushing out from the end, dense, and people with dense phobias could see the hairiness in their hearts. "Iron Iron ...... Iron King Eight! Monk Yang muttered.

Where is the need for him to say.

All the soldiers on the battlefield saw it, and saw that along with the devil infantry, there were four black guys. If you look closely, what is a tank that is not a devil?

Ouch, it's not good, the devil is on the tank!

What can I do about this?!

All the soldiers were in a hurry.

In those years, the country's industrial base was poor, and the military industry base was even worse. Not to mention airplanes and tanks, there are not even some decent weapons. Not to mention the Eighth Route Army, which was already so poor.

What is a tank in their eyes? It's something that can't be pierced by a gun, can't be cut with a knife, and people can only be slaughtered in front of it. Thinking about the encounters with it on the battlefield, many veterans still have lingering palpitations.

What's more, there are four more cars coming!

"What should I do?"

"Deputy battalion commander, the devil's Iron King Eight is here!"

"Damn, bundle up a few more grenades, and rush to it in a moment to blow up the dog!"

All the soldiers shouted.

Wang Damei is also one of the veterans, and has encountered a contest with tanks, although he also has lingering palpitations, but he is an officer, even if he is afraid, he can't show the slightest fear! He forced himself to calm down: "Don't panic, who is our battalion commander?" With his head full of ideas, I'm sure our battalion commander will definitely have a way! He pinned his hopes of killing the devil tank on Nie Xiaotian's brain, and turned around and went to the headquarters.

The soldiers looked at the devil's tank one by one, and when they saw that it was getting closer and closer, they couldn't help but silently pick up their guns, and some of them also silently unscrewed the lid of the grenade.

Nie Xiaotian had already seen the little devil tank.

He saw it in his eyes and muttered, "Hehe, it's finally here." Lao Tzu thought that the devil's broken tank fell into a pit! As he spoke, the corners of his mouth raised, and he picked up the phone in the command headquarters, and yelled into the phone: "A company of deputies, where are your fucking cannons?" Have you seen the iron king of the little devil? Fuck me up! ”

"Yes, Battalion Commander!"

Yao Hu, the deputy commander of the first company, received the order and immediately beckoned his artillery to push out a Type 92 infantry gun and two mortars from the air-raid shelter in Zhuangzi!

"Battalion commander, the devil's Iron King Eight is here!" Sister Wang hurriedly came, and before she could get closer, she had already shouted.

Nie Xiaotian looked at the crowd of devils and two devils who appeared in front of him, and said lightly: "If you come, you're here, look at you're nervous!" ”

Nervous?

Can you not be nervous?

That's not that easy to fight, right?

Sister Wang was in a hurry, thinking about his personal experience, when their old battalion commander had not sacrificed, their battalion had fought with the little devils, and the little devils sent tanks, but they couldn't get into the guns, the knives couldn't cut through, and they couldn't blow it up with grenades. Like a moving bunker, the devil tank constantly spits out tongues of fire and devours the lives of the soldiers around it, as if it were in a no-man's land. The devil soldiers even used tanks to kill all the way over, and they couldn't stop it at all.

At this time, the devil came four Iron King Eight at once.

But Nie Xiaotian was not in a hurry, and Sister Wang saw it in her eyes, and she was so anxious that her heart was furious.

"Hey, battalion commander, I said, why aren't you in a hurry? This is the Iron King! Sister Wang said.

Nie Xiaotian smiled indifferently: "I know it's the Iron King Eight, just a little devil?" Thin skin, easy to fight! German tanks are not easy to fight......"

Good fight?

German tanks are not easy to fight?

Hey, this stinking and shameless second cargo battalion commander alas, it's like you've beaten a German tank!

Reside......

Before Sister Wang could refute, she heard a sound in the Zhuangzi Village, and then saw a cannonball roaring towards the devil's tank. Sister Wang was stunned for a moment and smiled: "Battalion commander, are you going to hit his mother's tank with shells?" As he spoke, he said suspiciously, "Can it work?" ”

He didn't believe in the level of the artillery platoon.

It's just that he once used to hit the devil's Iron King Eight with a cannon, and that thing is constantly moving, and the probability of the cannonball hitting it is almost less than ten percent! If you don't hit that thing directly, the shell will explode next to it, and it won't hurt it at all, at most it will just shake its body!

Rumble!

This shell landed on the right side of the devil tank, and a loud bang was heard, and two devils were blown up by this bomb, and they immediately flew into the sky. Body parts were scattered all over the place. Since the explosion point of the shell was more than one meter away from the devil tank, the huge body was suddenly shook. Then its engine roared again, and it continued towards Dongzhuang.

"Ouch, I'll just say, battalion commander, what should I do? The shell hits the tank, and the chance of hitting is too small. If we can't defeat it in a short time, when it is less than 30 meters away from our position, our artillery will be useless. When the time comes...... "When the time comes, I am afraid that I will injure my own people, and the cannon will not be able to be used, but the devil tank is really like entering a no-man's land, and the devil soldiers will kill the generals again under the cover of the tank, so they really can't hold it......

"Are you annoyed, Lao Tzu said it's easy to fight! It's fucking good. You hurry up to the forward position and give Lao Tzu command. We must resist Lao Tzu and prevent the devil soldiers from crossing the position! Nie Xiaotian snorted coldly, seeing that Sister Wang didn't mean to go, Nie Xiaotian immediately turned his face, "What's the matter?" Why don't you command here, and Lao Tzu goes to the front line?! ”

When Sister Wang heard this, she immediately coaxed: "Don't say it, you are the supreme commander of our battalion, what accident is going to happen to you, then ...... Can't I go! With that, Sister Wang turned around and left.

The anxiety on his face when he came still hung on his face.

It has not been reduced by half.

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(End of chapter)